Chapter 456 A Chance Encounter Again
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 456 A Chance Encounter Again
Percy pointed to Gringotts in front of him, cleared his throat seriously, and continued, "Now, I'm going to Gringotts to go through the relevant paperwork procedures, set up a special account, and handle a large sum of money..."
Speaking of this sum, the guy purposely elongated his tone to make himself appear to be full of style, as if he himself represented the Ministry of Magic.
But obviously this did not attract the attention of the three people in front of him. Snape looked towards the end of the cobblestone, that is, the direction of the Leaky Cauldron with a sullen face. He whispered to Dumbledore next to him that he was going to the Leaky Cauldron to drink a cup of coffee to relieve his headache and dizziness.
And McGuffin was staring at the pocket on Dumbledore's robe, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Percy's voice amplified slightly,
"This amount is for the purchase of the [Werewolf Suppressor] to solve the problem of these werewolves going berserk and losing their minds during the full moon period..."
Speaking of this, Percy suddenly remembered that [Werewolf Suppressor] was another magic item invented and refined by McGuffin Albert. He heard that this thing had been specially modified... and used as a prison for holding Death Eaters...
Thinking of this, Percy didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he said dryly, "Professor Dumbledore, then I'll go to Gringotts first, you..."
"Dad? Why are you here? Didn't you say that Minister Fudge has something urgent to arrange for you?"
Percy suddenly widened his eyes and looked in a direction behind McGuffin and the three of them, and shouted in disbelief.
Percy's father?
Arthur Weasley?
Originally, Percy's speech could not attract the attention of the McGuffins and the others, but unexpectedly, this scream woke the three of them up immediately.
Among them, Snape's face was particularly ugly, and they immediately followed Percy's gaze to the other side of the original marble stairs...that is, the people gathered there and made noisy noises.
Among the crowd, they saw the tall, thin man at a glance.
A bald forehead... and a circle of red hair around the forehead.
That's right, it really was Arthur Weasley!
But wasn't he staring at Sirius Black in Snape's old mansion?
Snape rushed over there angrily,
"Arthur Weasley! What are you doing here?"
"Aren't you looking at..."
Snape stopped in his tracks and stopped talking.
Because the other protagonist he didn't mention was surrounded by the crowd——
Sirius Black, chubby, chubby... the guy who doesn't seem to have lost his belly at all... is being gathered in the center,
——It seems that they are still happily chatting.
Snape was about to explode.
He stood there gasping for breath, staring intently at the half-round, chubby face exposed from the crowd.
When McGuffin came to him, he was afraid that Snape would burst a blood vessel on his forehead.
Dumbledore walked over, and first took a strange look at Snape's face. He didn't understand what could make a wizard proficient in [Occlumency] angry like this, but when he saw Black's fat face, he immediately understood, giggled immediately, and patted Snape on the shoulder.
Then the old bee said rather inflamedly, "You should go and see...Maybe Fudge allowed them to leave."
His words seemed to ignite a firecracker, and Snape, who was usually like a stone without emotion, exploded immediately. He rushed to Black in almost two steps, and shouted, "You...you bastard...how dare...how dare you appear here?"
"Wow, it's Professor Severus Snape...Look, everyone, the wizard who was nominated for the Order of Merlin, First Class...in that night attack by the dementors...the two heroes who saved Harry Potter appeared in front of us."
Snape's anger didn't quiet the crowd, but instead made a strangely dressed wizard, who looked like he was wearing a red bathrobe, shout excitedly.
The black wizard grabbed Snape's finger pointing at Black and said loudly, shaking.
The guy couldn't see the unbearable expression on Snape's face at all, and he tried his best to show off that he was there.
"Am I the first to know the news, or am I the one who told others and asked them to pass it on to the Ministry of Magic... I have personally seen that giant-sized monster after the dementor freak... right? Professor Snape, that thing is terrifying."
"I'm a reporter from the North American Daily Wizard. Can Professor Snape ask you a question? According to rumors, in the incident that prevented the attack of the dementors at night... a little wizard played a decisive role. Is it Harry Potter?"
Snape gritted his teeth, his sallow face was almost stiff and dark, he pushed the female reporter away impatiently, trying to pull away Blake, who was standing still and pretending to be stupid.
"Snape, Professor Snape, I'm a reporter from "Witches Weekly"... May I ask what your opinion is on your possibility of being elected to this magazine this year, and the title of this year's fifth diamond wizard?"
"roll!"
"Bo - Padfoot, roll over here!"
Although Snape was going to die of anger, he still kept his sense and didn't directly call out Black's name to cause the situation to get out of control on the spot. He resisted the idea of taking out his wand and directly casting a spell on that idiot.
——Quickly calm down what you have done.
"Okay, everyone, everyone... We still have something to do... By the way, you see, that's Professor Dumbledore, and he's there."
"It's Professor Dumbledore!" The good-looking and lively black wizard may have finally discovered Snape's unbearable expression, or found a better target for gossip. He waved his hand directly, calling for the reporters to rush forward and surrounded Professor Dumbledore.
As for McGuffin and Percy Weasley, who were in front of them, they were directly squeezed to the side, and almost fell directly because they couldn't stand firmly.
McGuffin happened to hear Percy talking to himself in frustration——it was obviously the group of reporters he had summoned to interview about the werewolves of the Ministry of Magic.
"why?"
"How did this happen?" Percy murmured.
It turned out to be your kid!
McGuffin suddenly realized.
On the other side, Arthur Weasley, who explained the cause of the incident to Snape, was also sweating. He didn't know why it happened like this.
Only last night did he know the truth—it turned out that Sirius Black was probably wronged.
And now being temporarily detained and monitored in Snape's old house,
He was also ordered by Fudge to watch over Black until Snape left.
Originally, Mr. Weasley was very reluctant, but when he knew that he was going to spend a night in a wizard's house with a lot of Muggle living things, he happily agreed.
It's just that that night, because he was too excited, some 'slightly unpleasant' things happened, which led to the need to restore it to its original state the next day before the master, that is, Snape, didn't find out.
Some mundane things, like floor wallpaper, or damage to the ceiling is okay... but some Muggle electrical items are...
Although Mr. Weasley, relying on his years of research on "Muggle technological creations", can barely restore the shape or structure with magic, but there are some extra parts inside, and the functions are quite different.
For example, the refrigerator that heats and blows the air, the TV that automatically talks and chatters, and the electric kettle that bites... Anyway, even Arthur Weasley, who has only a vague impression of all these, feels something is wrong.
Just when Arthur's hands and feet were cold, Black put forward a feasible suggestion, which is to exchange the Galleons in his hands for some Muggle coins, and then go to the Muggle shop to buy electrical appliances and arrange them again. Before Snape came back, all these should be covered and buried, and it should be fine.
Anyway, these things were originally placed in his attic without eating ashes.
Of course, Black would also like to take this opportunity...to personally go to Diagon Alley to buy Harry a birthday present.
And he knew that in Snape's presence, the request would only be met with merciless ridicule and ridicule.
So the two hit it off and rushed to Gringotts early in the morning to withdraw money and exchange for some Muggle coins. (Also, just in case, Black left a letter in the middle of the house, telling the story, in case Snape miscalculated.)
Unexpectedly, he was one step away from entering Gringotts, but Blake was stopped by this lively black wizard, and then the reporters gathered here for some reason...
After that, there was the scene where Snape was about to be blown up.
"Severus, are you-are you alright?" Arthur Weasley was very unreasonable after all. He stood still and faced Snape's "death eyes", explained all these things clearly with a guilty conscience, and then prepared to accept the other party's scolding...
After all, he also knew that he and Black had gone too far.
Although Black's face is completely changed now... It can be said that he has almost become another person, and it is difficult for anyone to recognize that he is the wanted criminal of Sirius.
But taking him away from that house, and even into this crowded Diagon Alley, can be considered extremely outrageous... In a way, it even directly violated Fudge's prohibition on Black...
He was even ready to be punched directly in the face by Snape. If he could calm the opponent down, it would be acceptable to have his teeth blown away.
Arthur Weasley closed his eyes. He didn't wait for Snape's move for a long time. He slowly opened his eyes and was taken aback.
"Severus-Russ...you-are you alright?"
Professor Snape gritted his teeth, his originally sallow face was dark and red, and his eyes were so bloodshot that they were about to burst from looking fiercely back and forth between Arthur and Black.
Two bloodstains were left on the two nostrils, dripping to the ground—one drop, one drop, turned into a flower of blood.
Both hideous and ridiculous feelings appeared on each other's faces, making Arthur and Black stunned for a long time without reacting.
Snape gasped loudly, and he felt that he was almost not killed by these two idiots in front of him.
So many years... So many years... Didn't this idiot Black learn a lesson during his time in Azkaban?
How dare he do this...
FK!-FK!-FK!
Snape used the limit of [Occlumency] he could cast to suppress the anger in his heart.
But this feeling of forced suppression also caused some uncomfortable symptoms in his body, such as... the blood vessels in his nasal cavity had been directly exploded, and the nosebleeds gushed out, and it took him a long time to barely stop it.
"You guys... come with me, first - go back and talk!"
He spoke almost word for word.
"Go back...to my old house!"
After speaking, Snape took out his wand,
——If the word "no" pops out of the mouths of the two of them.
I am afraid that the fate of the two of Black is self-evident.
"Uh, what Professor Snape said is right... Boo-you... you should go back with me first."
"But——Harry's gift..." Black was still unwilling to take such a big risk, but he got nothing and was about to leave.
"There's nothing wrong, catch me quickly." Seeing that Snape's expression became more and more distorted.
Arthur grabbed Black, took out his wand, and the two hurriedly greeted Dumbledore and McGuffin over there, "Ah, Professor Albus...welcome to the Burrow...Albert, remember to write to Ron, he wants to ask you about the Quidditch World Cup finals...and Percy...Forget it, let's go back and talk..."
There was a loud explosion in the air, and the two people who were holding on tightly disappeared in an instant.
Snape also stiffly shouted at the surrounded Dumbledore, "I'm going first, Albus!"
Snapped!
There was another explosion, and Snape also disappeared, and a large pool of blood suddenly fell on the spot.
It looked like Snape hadn't completely healed his nose in the end.
After spending a long time, Dumbledore finally got rid of the very familiar black wizard and the group of reporters.
But at this time, the sun had completely dispelled the cloudy clouds, making Diagon Alley extremely dazzling.
Percy also went into Gringotts, continuing to chase his way to the right of the Ministry of Magic's 'star of tomorrow'.
Afterwards, Dumbledore took McGuffin and pulled the Thestral carriage to the [Owl Mail Shop] in Diagon Alley - there was also a consignment service here. After paying two Galleons, the other party registered the Thestral carriage and promised to send it back to Hogwarts early tomorrow morning.
After finishing this matter, he took McGuffin to the [Leaky Cauldron] and got some Floo powder from the shop owner, that shriveled old Tom.
"Okay, MacGuffin... I've already notified the wizard's house closest to yours. When you arrived at their house, that wizard was very happy to send you back to his own house. You should know how to use Floo powder, right?"
After getting an affirmative answer from McGuffin, he said, "As for me, I won't send you home...after all..."
Dumbledore patted his right pocket and said, "After all... I still have some things to deal with."
McGuffin understood what the old bee said to deal with—the destroyed [Horcrux] in his pocket, and also the [Hufflepuff Gold Cup].
"Okay, don't make people wait."
"Goodbye, Professor!"
McGuffin recalled the name of the place, sprinkled Floo powder into the fireplace of the [Leaky Cauldron], and stepped into it by himself.
At the end when he was about to be swallowed by the green flames, McGuffin heard Dumbledore calling his name with a smile,
"Albert!"
"--what?"
"That... old bee is doing well... I like it very much."
Shir!
——The old guy still remembered.
(End of this chapter)
Percy pointed to Gringotts in front of him, cleared his throat seriously, and continued, "Now, I'm going to Gringotts to go through the relevant paperwork procedures, set up a special account, and handle a large sum of money..."
Speaking of this sum, the guy purposely elongated his tone to make himself appear to be full of style, as if he himself represented the Ministry of Magic.
But obviously this did not attract the attention of the three people in front of him. Snape looked towards the end of the cobblestone, that is, the direction of the Leaky Cauldron with a sullen face. He whispered to Dumbledore next to him that he was going to the Leaky Cauldron to drink a cup of coffee to relieve his headache and dizziness.
And McGuffin was staring at the pocket on Dumbledore's robe, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Percy's voice amplified slightly,
"This amount is for the purchase of the [Werewolf Suppressor] to solve the problem of these werewolves going berserk and losing their minds during the full moon period..."
Speaking of this, Percy suddenly remembered that [Werewolf Suppressor] was another magic item invented and refined by McGuffin Albert. He heard that this thing had been specially modified... and used as a prison for holding Death Eaters...
Thinking of this, Percy didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he said dryly, "Professor Dumbledore, then I'll go to Gringotts first, you..."
"Dad? Why are you here? Didn't you say that Minister Fudge has something urgent to arrange for you?"
Percy suddenly widened his eyes and looked in a direction behind McGuffin and the three of them, and shouted in disbelief.
Percy's father?
Arthur Weasley?
Originally, Percy's speech could not attract the attention of the McGuffins and the others, but unexpectedly, this scream woke the three of them up immediately.
Among them, Snape's face was particularly ugly, and they immediately followed Percy's gaze to the other side of the original marble stairs...that is, the people gathered there and made noisy noises.
Among the crowd, they saw the tall, thin man at a glance.
A bald forehead... and a circle of red hair around the forehead.
That's right, it really was Arthur Weasley!
But wasn't he staring at Sirius Black in Snape's old mansion?
Snape rushed over there angrily,
"Arthur Weasley! What are you doing here?"
"Aren't you looking at..."
Snape stopped in his tracks and stopped talking.
Because the other protagonist he didn't mention was surrounded by the crowd——
Sirius Black, chubby, chubby... the guy who doesn't seem to have lost his belly at all... is being gathered in the center,
——It seems that they are still happily chatting.
Snape was about to explode.
He stood there gasping for breath, staring intently at the half-round, chubby face exposed from the crowd.
When McGuffin came to him, he was afraid that Snape would burst a blood vessel on his forehead.
Dumbledore walked over, and first took a strange look at Snape's face. He didn't understand what could make a wizard proficient in [Occlumency] angry like this, but when he saw Black's fat face, he immediately understood, giggled immediately, and patted Snape on the shoulder.
Then the old bee said rather inflamedly, "You should go and see...Maybe Fudge allowed them to leave."
His words seemed to ignite a firecracker, and Snape, who was usually like a stone without emotion, exploded immediately. He rushed to Black in almost two steps, and shouted, "You...you bastard...how dare...how dare you appear here?"
"Wow, it's Professor Severus Snape...Look, everyone, the wizard who was nominated for the Order of Merlin, First Class...in that night attack by the dementors...the two heroes who saved Harry Potter appeared in front of us."
Snape's anger didn't quiet the crowd, but instead made a strangely dressed wizard, who looked like he was wearing a red bathrobe, shout excitedly.
The black wizard grabbed Snape's finger pointing at Black and said loudly, shaking.
The guy couldn't see the unbearable expression on Snape's face at all, and he tried his best to show off that he was there.
"Am I the first to know the news, or am I the one who told others and asked them to pass it on to the Ministry of Magic... I have personally seen that giant-sized monster after the dementor freak... right? Professor Snape, that thing is terrifying."
"I'm a reporter from the North American Daily Wizard. Can Professor Snape ask you a question? According to rumors, in the incident that prevented the attack of the dementors at night... a little wizard played a decisive role. Is it Harry Potter?"
Snape gritted his teeth, his sallow face was almost stiff and dark, he pushed the female reporter away impatiently, trying to pull away Blake, who was standing still and pretending to be stupid.
"Snape, Professor Snape, I'm a reporter from "Witches Weekly"... May I ask what your opinion is on your possibility of being elected to this magazine this year, and the title of this year's fifth diamond wizard?"
"roll!"
"Bo - Padfoot, roll over here!"
Although Snape was going to die of anger, he still kept his sense and didn't directly call out Black's name to cause the situation to get out of control on the spot. He resisted the idea of taking out his wand and directly casting a spell on that idiot.
——Quickly calm down what you have done.
"Okay, everyone, everyone... We still have something to do... By the way, you see, that's Professor Dumbledore, and he's there."
"It's Professor Dumbledore!" The good-looking and lively black wizard may have finally discovered Snape's unbearable expression, or found a better target for gossip. He waved his hand directly, calling for the reporters to rush forward and surrounded Professor Dumbledore.
As for McGuffin and Percy Weasley, who were in front of them, they were directly squeezed to the side, and almost fell directly because they couldn't stand firmly.
McGuffin happened to hear Percy talking to himself in frustration——it was obviously the group of reporters he had summoned to interview about the werewolves of the Ministry of Magic.
"why?"
"How did this happen?" Percy murmured.
It turned out to be your kid!
McGuffin suddenly realized.
On the other side, Arthur Weasley, who explained the cause of the incident to Snape, was also sweating. He didn't know why it happened like this.
Only last night did he know the truth—it turned out that Sirius Black was probably wronged.
And now being temporarily detained and monitored in Snape's old house,
He was also ordered by Fudge to watch over Black until Snape left.
Originally, Mr. Weasley was very reluctant, but when he knew that he was going to spend a night in a wizard's house with a lot of Muggle living things, he happily agreed.
It's just that that night, because he was too excited, some 'slightly unpleasant' things happened, which led to the need to restore it to its original state the next day before the master, that is, Snape, didn't find out.
Some mundane things, like floor wallpaper, or damage to the ceiling is okay... but some Muggle electrical items are...
Although Mr. Weasley, relying on his years of research on "Muggle technological creations", can barely restore the shape or structure with magic, but there are some extra parts inside, and the functions are quite different.
For example, the refrigerator that heats and blows the air, the TV that automatically talks and chatters, and the electric kettle that bites... Anyway, even Arthur Weasley, who has only a vague impression of all these, feels something is wrong.
Just when Arthur's hands and feet were cold, Black put forward a feasible suggestion, which is to exchange the Galleons in his hands for some Muggle coins, and then go to the Muggle shop to buy electrical appliances and arrange them again. Before Snape came back, all these should be covered and buried, and it should be fine.
Anyway, these things were originally placed in his attic without eating ashes.
Of course, Black would also like to take this opportunity...to personally go to Diagon Alley to buy Harry a birthday present.
And he knew that in Snape's presence, the request would only be met with merciless ridicule and ridicule.
So the two hit it off and rushed to Gringotts early in the morning to withdraw money and exchange for some Muggle coins. (Also, just in case, Black left a letter in the middle of the house, telling the story, in case Snape miscalculated.)
Unexpectedly, he was one step away from entering Gringotts, but Blake was stopped by this lively black wizard, and then the reporters gathered here for some reason...
After that, there was the scene where Snape was about to be blown up.
"Severus, are you-are you alright?" Arthur Weasley was very unreasonable after all. He stood still and faced Snape's "death eyes", explained all these things clearly with a guilty conscience, and then prepared to accept the other party's scolding...
After all, he also knew that he and Black had gone too far.
Although Black's face is completely changed now... It can be said that he has almost become another person, and it is difficult for anyone to recognize that he is the wanted criminal of Sirius.
But taking him away from that house, and even into this crowded Diagon Alley, can be considered extremely outrageous... In a way, it even directly violated Fudge's prohibition on Black...
He was even ready to be punched directly in the face by Snape. If he could calm the opponent down, it would be acceptable to have his teeth blown away.
Arthur Weasley closed his eyes. He didn't wait for Snape's move for a long time. He slowly opened his eyes and was taken aback.
"Severus-Russ...you-are you alright?"
Professor Snape gritted his teeth, his originally sallow face was dark and red, and his eyes were so bloodshot that they were about to burst from looking fiercely back and forth between Arthur and Black.
Two bloodstains were left on the two nostrils, dripping to the ground—one drop, one drop, turned into a flower of blood.
Both hideous and ridiculous feelings appeared on each other's faces, making Arthur and Black stunned for a long time without reacting.
Snape gasped loudly, and he felt that he was almost not killed by these two idiots in front of him.
So many years... So many years... Didn't this idiot Black learn a lesson during his time in Azkaban?
How dare he do this...
FK!-FK!-FK!
Snape used the limit of [Occlumency] he could cast to suppress the anger in his heart.
But this feeling of forced suppression also caused some uncomfortable symptoms in his body, such as... the blood vessels in his nasal cavity had been directly exploded, and the nosebleeds gushed out, and it took him a long time to barely stop it.
"You guys... come with me, first - go back and talk!"
He spoke almost word for word.
"Go back...to my old house!"
After speaking, Snape took out his wand,
——If the word "no" pops out of the mouths of the two of them.
I am afraid that the fate of the two of Black is self-evident.
"Uh, what Professor Snape said is right... Boo-you... you should go back with me first."
"But——Harry's gift..." Black was still unwilling to take such a big risk, but he got nothing and was about to leave.
"There's nothing wrong, catch me quickly." Seeing that Snape's expression became more and more distorted.
Arthur grabbed Black, took out his wand, and the two hurriedly greeted Dumbledore and McGuffin over there, "Ah, Professor Albus...welcome to the Burrow...Albert, remember to write to Ron, he wants to ask you about the Quidditch World Cup finals...and Percy...Forget it, let's go back and talk..."
There was a loud explosion in the air, and the two people who were holding on tightly disappeared in an instant.
Snape also stiffly shouted at the surrounded Dumbledore, "I'm going first, Albus!"
Snapped!
There was another explosion, and Snape also disappeared, and a large pool of blood suddenly fell on the spot.
It looked like Snape hadn't completely healed his nose in the end.
After spending a long time, Dumbledore finally got rid of the very familiar black wizard and the group of reporters.
But at this time, the sun had completely dispelled the cloudy clouds, making Diagon Alley extremely dazzling.
Percy also went into Gringotts, continuing to chase his way to the right of the Ministry of Magic's 'star of tomorrow'.
Afterwards, Dumbledore took McGuffin and pulled the Thestral carriage to the [Owl Mail Shop] in Diagon Alley - there was also a consignment service here. After paying two Galleons, the other party registered the Thestral carriage and promised to send it back to Hogwarts early tomorrow morning.
After finishing this matter, he took McGuffin to the [Leaky Cauldron] and got some Floo powder from the shop owner, that shriveled old Tom.
"Okay, MacGuffin... I've already notified the wizard's house closest to yours. When you arrived at their house, that wizard was very happy to send you back to his own house. You should know how to use Floo powder, right?"
After getting an affirmative answer from McGuffin, he said, "As for me, I won't send you home...after all..."
Dumbledore patted his right pocket and said, "After all... I still have some things to deal with."
McGuffin understood what the old bee said to deal with—the destroyed [Horcrux] in his pocket, and also the [Hufflepuff Gold Cup].
"Okay, don't make people wait."
"Goodbye, Professor!"
McGuffin recalled the name of the place, sprinkled Floo powder into the fireplace of the [Leaky Cauldron], and stepped into it by himself.
At the end when he was about to be swallowed by the green flames, McGuffin heard Dumbledore calling his name with a smile,
"Albert!"
"--what?"
"That... old bee is doing well... I like it very much."
Shir!
——The old guy still remembered.
(End of this chapter)
